- augustus xxx beta of olympe pack xxx four y/o xxx hetero male
x↳ xtagged: holly, iris xxx location: camp xxx mood: upbeat
augustus watched his sister ask axel to accompany her to the hotdog stand before he went and stood parallel to cassius, “I’m going to walk the perimeter for a bit, then maybe later we can figure out some patrols?” he asked before heading toward the end of the alleyway. as the brown-eyed male made his way for the edge of their territory, he inhaled, checking for the abnormal scent of other strays. ususally, he didn’t pick up a scent other than that of his pack’s territory, and this time was no different. then came the little pitter-patter of feet, scurrying along the brick wall of an apartment building. rats. there were three of them, all running around the same moldy chunk of bread that the humans had meant to throw away. lunging at them quickly, augustus managed to snatch one between his teeth. setting it down carefully, the beta used his paw to pin the rat down while he put it out of it’s misery. the dog always hated his part of hunting, but he picked up the carcass in his jaws and continued patrolling the border for another few blocks before he came to a small junkyard behind a bakery and a human clothing store. there, he saw a fluffy golden dog sniffing around for food, the scent of a recently killed mouse following him. inside of olympe pack territory. once again, he set the rat down and raised his tail as a sign of dominance. “who are you?! you’re on private territory!” he barked, his ears pointed as forward as they could go.
- holly xxx scavenger of olympe pack xxx four y/o xxx bi female
x↳ xtagged: axel xxx location: camp, food vendors xxx mood: focused
with a sigh, holly watched as cassius, the alpha, comforted her fellow scavenger. with a sigh, the golden dog turned around and noticed axel laying nearby. padding toward him quietly, she sat and regarded him for a moment, before looking back at auggie. just after the rebels forced the olympe pack out of their home, auggie requested, as he put it, that she never leave the camp alone. well, he more used his rank to command her not to leave camp alone. and although holly has always been the one dog allowed to disobey her brother’s orders, she agreed to follow this one, not only for the sake of her safety, but also because she didn’t think her brother would look good with gray fur. the life of a stray is hard enough without worrying constantly about those around you, qnd that was basically augustus carter’s job description. looking back to axel, holly asked him, “would you like to accompany me to gather some food?”
- max xxx omega of rebel pack xxx three y/o xxx pan male
x↳ xtagged: shiloh, scorpia xxx location: water faucet, camp xxx mood: somber
as the young labrador sauntered down the empty alleyway, he couldn’t help but remember the look on his brother’s face as the burly man drug him into the back of the animal control van. max had watched as the vehicle sped away. at the time, ontario had sent him to, like today, gather water for the pack. the omega felt himself quake, fear erupting in his mind that shiloh or another dog of his pack would be taken as well. the thought of his mate being taken was difficult to think about, especially after so much pain and loss in his life. stop that, you don’t think this way. stop being sorry and just have a little hope! the dog scolded himself, angry that he let his thoughts control his fear. his nails clicking on the cement, max picked up a small, dirty garden pail that he found next to a fire escape. then, wandering some more, he eventually came upon the homes that line the outer edge of the city. on the side of one house, he discovered a water faucet and set down the garden pail and made a mental note of his surroundings. this home was just outside te pack territory, and max was sure that he’d get scolded for leaving the borders, but at the moment, he cared about the water. gripping the knob with his teeth, the male tried for several minutes to turn it enough for water to come out. the dry, unbearable heat had exhausted him, but after taking a short drink of the bitter cold water, max felt revitalized and ready to go. setting his bucket underneath the faucet, he watched it slowly fill until the water was spilling over the edge. out of pure instinct, the labrador retriever splashed around in the puddles until he was completely covered in mud. smiling carelessly, max turned the faucet off and picked up his pail of water and made his way back to camp, his tail wagging vigorously. when he got there, he noticed scorpia helping shiloh with a bag of liquid. his tail still wagging, but slower now, the omega acknowledged scorpia with a dip of his head before setting down his pail to help his mate with opening her bag.
